Ancient Teachings

I am reading about ancient teachings.  One of the questions that comes into my mind over and over again is how people developed all this information about deities when there wasn’t any direct communication with deities. I could understand some of the myths and allegories that developed over time, but some of the things I am reading are complicated detailed exact systems that I just don’t understand how anyone could know about God or whatever deity that they are defining.   

The one thing I understand about God is that God created everything, He is all powerful, and all knowing.  Because of these traits, I have used my own logic to determine that God can understand more than I am capable of understanding.  He can see the universe, time, space, my life, and me as a person in ways that I can’t even fathom.  And so, instead of trying to define that which I can’t know, I found that for me, I should accept God through faith.    

I once had a priest tell me all sin comes from pride.  It comes from human beings believing that they know better than God.    Murder comes from man having so much pride that they believe they know when live should begin and end instead of God.  In this case, human beings have so much pride that they want to define who God is.  For me, how can I ever define this all powerful, all knowing being that created everything?  It is beyond my ability.  I don’t think I should even try.  Instead, I believe I should accept reality and let it define me.   

I can link it to prayer.  People pray hoping that God will answer them by changing the circumstances of the world to favor them, in other words, “granting wishes.”  It’s kind of strange to me.  When I pray, I don’t want God to change, and I don’t want God to change the world for me.   When I pray, I want the prayer to change me.  In the Lord’s prayer, I say who God is to me, I thank God for what he does, and I ask for His will to be done.  When I write my post, it is my daily prayer.  I don’t do this hoping that God is going to give me anything, I do it hoping that I will grow in faith.  My greatest hope is that one day just for a moment, I could see myself and the world the way God does.  I would love to be able to have my heart filled with that much peace, understanding, and love.   

However, for now, I just want to live.  I ask God to guide me through each day because I know that I get lost often.   I know that I need help.  I want to experience everything life has to offer and yet I know that with each passing day, I will struggle.  So, I ask God each day to be at my side and guide me through it.  And whatever happens, I sincerely want His will to be done.  

It sounds strange.  Evil acts, atrocities, war, pain, and all the rest seem like things that God could eliminate.  He could, but He has a plan.  If His plan for me includes sorrow and pain, then I’ll accept it.  I’ll bitch and complain.  I’ll cry and be depressed.  Yet, I’ll accept it because I know He has a plan for me.  I trust in His plan.  I have decided to want His will to be done.  That’s my faith.   

My faith saved me.  May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.